“Awk! Land, Yo Ho Ho.” They parrot be flapping his beak and pointing one wing.
“Land Ho. Land Ho. Land Ho.” Each birdie be picking out a melody in his or her own way. They be finishing it off with one grand and glorious “LAAAANNNNDDD HOOOOO” which be sweeter than a jug o’grog with honey.
Aye mateys, it be THE greatest “Land Ho” EVER. And you knows who we gots to thank for that if’n you remembers way back awhile when one of Bluebeard’s wives name of Imelda be teaching them to sing together. And she be doing one slam bang rootin’ tootin’ heckofa job. The whole ship be giving them a hearty round of applause.
And thirteen winks later they passengers be spotting it too. They be “Land Ho”ing it up big time. Cuz this not be just any old lump of land. It be THE island. Not too big. Not too small. Not too close to they mainland. Not too far away. Not too flat. Not too hilly. Arr, it had something for every passenger who be wanting to make theyselves a home there.
“Shiver me timbers,” they captain sez to them he sez, “Journey’s end for some of you buckos. So – who be gettin’ off and who be stayin’ aboard?”
Baba Blogga Yaga 